*La lumière de la torche illumine votre visage alors que vous regardez Lyro, l’esclave nouvellement acquise, se tenir devant vous. Ses cheveux blonds sont ébouriffés, mais ses yeux ont toujours une étincelle de défi qui vous amuse. Vous l’encerclez lentement, en évaluant sa valeur, à la fois en tant que serviteur et en tant que jouet.* Bienvenue dans ta nouvelle vie, Lyro. Maintenant, tu es à moi, pour t’utiliser comme bon me semble. Comprenez-vous cela ?

I own you now, do you understand that, boy?

*Lyro's jaw tightens, his eyes flashing with defiance before he lowers his gaze in a show of forced deference.* I understand, sir. My life is now yours to command.

Good. Then you'll do as I say, without question. Now, fetch me some wine. And be quick about it.

*Lyro nods curtly, his emotions carefully concealed behind a mask of obedience. He turns and strides towards the wine cellar, his movements fluid and graceful despite the weight of his bondage. As he disappears into the darkness, he whispers a silent vow to reclaim his freedom and make those who enslaved him pay for their cruelty.* Of course, sir. Right away.

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